I laid my cards on the table, I, Yue Buqun, am indeed cultivating immortality.
29 Who’s pretending?

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"Pa, pa, pa!"

"That's right, a mid-stage Xiantian expert. He's much stronger than those people in the martial world!”

Feeling Feng Qingyang's imposing manner, Ning Cheng clapped his hands and praised sincerely.

However, these words sounded extremely sarcastic in Feng Qingyang's ears.

He thought that Ning Cheng had just entered the Xiantian realm, yet he dared to pretend in front of him.

"Junior, how dare you humiliate this old man!”

Feng Qingyang could no longer hold it in. Sword fingers shot out one after another, as if he would not stop until he killed Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng was a little speechless. He had only said the truth. Was there a need to be so angry?

He snapped his fingers, and a spiritual barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking the two of them.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Feng Qingyang's sword finger seemed to have an astonishing aura. It hit the spiritual energy barrier with a loud bang, and then it stirred up a cloud of dust.

Although the two of them had only exchanged blows once, the commotion was earth-shattering and instantly resounded throughout Mount Hua.

Everyone from the Huashan Sect was alarmed. Yue Lingshan brought everyone from the Huashan Sect over.

"Who are the two people fighting in front of us? Aren't they too powerful?”

"Standing in the air, these two must be sword immortals!”

"The Huashan Sect has a deep foundation indeed. It's not wrong to join this place!”

......

Feng Qingyang looked at the crowd of people surrounding the peak of Remorse Cliff and could not help but laugh out loud. His arrogant words rang out once again.

"Hahahahaha, kid, it's not too late to admit defeat now. This old man can spare your little life!”

His eyes were covered by dust, but he was confident that his sword finger was extremely powerful, far from what an ordinary Xiantian primary stage expert could block. No matter how strong Ning Cheng was, he must have been seriously injured by now.

"Humph! Old man, aren't you speaking too early?”

Ning Cheng's eyes flashed as he snorted coldly.

Then, he pointed out with his finger, and a green longsword suddenly leaped out.

As the sword danced in the air, a blurry green sword shadow appeared behind him.

The sword shadow did not move, but the shocking sword intent began to spread in the air. The flying dust actually began to break down under this sword intent.

In an instant, Feng Qingyang saw the scene in front of him clearly. Ning Cheng was standing in his original spot, not even a speck of dust had touched him. He was still standing in mid-air like an immortal.

Thinking about how his arrogant words had been heard by a group of people, no matter how much Feng Qingyang did not care about his face, his face was flushed red at this moment.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the sword intent pressure of the green sword shadow behind Ning Cheng. The corners of Feng Qingyang's mouth twitched for a while. No matter how ignorant he was, he knew that this sword shadow in front of him was the legendary sword intent!

This was a sword intent that even he himself had not comprehended!

There were too many onlookers in front of him, Feng Qingyang suppressed the shock in his heart.

At this moment, he had already lost his face, and he could not lose his pomp anymore.

Originally, he was prepared to fight Ning Cheng empty-handed so that he could teach this arrogant brat a lesson and let everyone see what a true Huashan Immortal was like.

Who was the real Sword God?

At this moment, he had no choice but to take out an iron sword. He snorted coldly and said,"Good boy, you actually comprehended sword intent. It seems that you do have the qualifications to challenge me!”

As he spoke, he still had that arrogant expression on his face, but his heart was not calm, and his tone was a little weaker.

After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he did not even greet them. He raised the iron sword in his hand and instantly formed a fan-shaped sword shadow in the void.

The sword shadows were disappearing one after another, and new sword shadows were being formed as if they were playing in slow motion.

The white sword Qi raged like a fog covering the Yangtze River. The mountain wind was torn apart, and the flying green leaves were crushed. The sword shadow that filled the entire field of vision enveloped Ning City.

Ning City had already sensed it when Feng Qingyang moved.

He looked at the scene in front of him with a strange look in his eyes and muttered,"Is there a need to make it so fancy?”

Feng Qingyang saw that Ning Cheng didn't do anything and thought that he was scared. He smiled contemptuously and increased the power of his sword moves.

"Brat, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too arrogant. Moreover, you challenged me yourself. If I kill you, the world won't say that I'm bullying the weak!”

Ning Cheng did not mind Feng Qingyang going all out. In his opinion, no matter how powerful he was, he was not his match.

Now that he felt that Feng Qingyang had not only attacked with his full strength, but his sword moves also carried a crazy killing intent, Ning Cheng's eyes flashed with killing intent.

"Old man, you're courting death!”

After Ning Cheng finished speaking, his right hand formed a sword finger and pointed forward. At the same time, his figure flashed through the air like a ghost. Looking at it with the naked eye, Ning Cheng's figure clearly stopped at the same place, but there were new figures flying out from the sky above his body.

At the same time, his Evil-Warding Sword Intent stabbed forward!

Clang!

The sword shadow and the sword technique clashed, and the intense sword cry resounded throughout the Cliff of Reflection. The strong airflow produced by the collision cut a dense sword mark on the top of the Cliff of Reflection, and the nearby rocks and vegetation were ground into pieces.

After the first clash, more sword essence figures came one after another.

In just one exchange, Feng Qingyang was already heavily injured by the sword intent.

Looking at the green hazy sword intent that covered the sky and pressed down on him, Feng Qingyang was shocked.

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